I'm SO sorry for the VERY long delay of this last chapter. But I do have some good reasons.
1. I lost my Muse. And what good is that, when you have to write.
2. I've been busy with my new boyfriend, prompting my Muse to return. With a vengance, so when thathappened, I was able to write this final chapter.
3. I had some computer troubles. So I had to get that fixed.

I REALLY hope that you forgive me. I have almost doubled the lenght of this chapter, simply because I couldn't break this one into two. And I thought that I'd give you a longer one, due to all the wait you'd have to endure here.

Disclaimers: As usual see chapter 1.


Sleeping Sara

Chp. 9.

They sat there in silence for a great deal of time. Gil enjoyed the extreme wonderful feeling, of being able to study Sara's beautiful eyes, without having to do it covertly. He noticed how twisted her body had become, and realized how awkward their position was, and that this couldn't be good to her back. So without breaking the eye contact with her, he reached a hand down, collected her legs, and pulled them on top of his thighs, so she was now sitting sideways on the couch, which put amend one her back. He was also now able to, literally, gather all of her up into his arms, if that occasion should arise. He settled on linking his arms around her body, and hugging her tight to his chest. Finally breaking the adjoined eye contact, it literally felt to him, as Sara snuggled up and melted all the way into his body, and he couldn't help the smile breaking loose on his face, as he heard her sigh quietly in contentment. 'I have finally kissed Sara Sidle, and I now have her wrapped tightly in my arms. This is all that I have ever wanted to for thirteen years. And where I have wanted to be.' He couldn't help ponder this exceptional feeling. And the warmth that spread through his entire body, as Sara's body heat soaked into it.

"This is nice. This is very nice." Sara observed in a muffled voice, due to her face being buried in his chest as it broke into his musings.

"Yes it is." He said back to her as he squeezed her a little tighter to him, if that was even possible? "Yes it indeed is, Honey."

"I really like it when you call me Honey, Gil." Sara said softly as she lifted her head, to once again, meet his eyes in a steady gaze.

"I know that you do." He said to her and kissed her forehead gently.

"For how long have you loved me?" She asked him.

"Ever since you asked me that first question of yours, thirteen years ago in that lecture hall." He answered her. He heard her surprised intake of breath, then her eyes widened in surprise also.

"Really?" She asked him as if she had to hear it again.

"Yes really." He said as his hand left her waist, where it had been resting, to go up to settle on her jaw. "I had never in my entire time, as a lecturer, heard such an intelligent, well-thought over question, asked by a young woman such as yourself." He stared deeply into her chocolate eyes. "It was then and right there, captivated by your wit and intelligence, that I fell in love with you. Other things came in later, as I got to know you, such as that breathtaking gap toothed smile of yours, your hair and those beautiful chocolate colored eyes, that I just found myself melt into." He saw the said eyes well up with tears.

"Oh Gil, that's the sweetest, most wonderful things someone have ever said to me." Sara said as her eyes spilled over and tears ran down her cheeks. "Then I better tell you, that I have loved you for just as long. I also fell in love with your intelligence first. Then your eyes, smile and hair later." After saying that she yawned, making Gil aware of once again, why he had escorted her to her door in the first place.

"Look I better go, so you can get your beauty sleep." He said to her, albeit reluctant, as he dried off her cheeks for tears. He would love nothing more than to stay put on that couch, and let her sleep in the safety of his arms. She felt so good to hold, as she was fitted to be just there. He asked a bit shyly, "Or if you will, I will be happy to stay here?"

"If I say yes, will you then just hold me as I sleep?" She asked him looking very shy all of the sudden.

"Of course I will, Honey." He answered her.

"I mean, would you just hold me, as we sleep in my bed?" He barely heard her, since she had shyly lowered her voice, and he notice that her face had turned beet-red in the process.

"That was also what I meant." He said smirking as she looked back up into his eyes.

Sara untangled herself from his tight grasp around her, stood up and held her hand toward him. Gil took it and allowed her to pull him to his feet. That task done, she led him toward her bedroom, by pulling him gently behind her via intertwined fingers. Gil felt a nervous excitement take form in the pit of his stomach, as Sara pushed open the bedroom door and he for the very first time, stepped into her own private sanctuary. Otherwise know as her bedroom, the place where she had her bed and of course slept. As they stood there, at the foot of her bed, he took inventory of his surroundings. Much like he had done with the rest of the apartment. It was furnished just as the rest of her place was, so no surprises there. A faint scent hung in the air, as various brands of perfumes, hair products etc, was mixed together in a, for Gil, heavenly mix of what Sara always smelled like. Somewhat agreeing they undressed in silence, back to each other in the process. Not really knowing what else to do, Gil kept his undershirt on along with his boxers.

"Can I turn around?" Gil asked Sara, as he was done undressing, and had draped his clothes over a nearby chair.

"Yes." Came Sara's soft voice from behind him.

Gil wasn't fully prepared of the sight that met him when he had turned around. Once again his breath left his lungs completely, and he had to gulp for air, as he stared at the angelic Sara standing before him. Wearing nothing else but the before mentioned tank top, now sans bra, and a pair of blue boxers. His eyes traveled from her head to her toes, much like they had done in the break room. He noticed that her toenails were painted blue, and he wondered about that. Her legs, now free from jeans, looked now more never ending due to the boxers, and they were milky as the rest of her. Her nipples were now more pronounced, through the thin fabric, since she was bra-less. As all evidence was now collected, he decided that she had never been more beautiful, as she were there. Looking up to meet her eyes, he found himself being scrutinized too, by two chocolate brown eyes roaming over his body. When she noticed that she had been caught in the act, checking him out too, almost all of her body flushed red of embarrassment. Much to Gil's hidden amusement, although a smile broke loose eventually.

"You're beautiful." Gil informed her.

"Thank you." Sara said. "You look mighty handsome."

Gil just smiled at that compliment. Sara moved to the bed and began to turn it down. After she had thrown the un-necessary bedding items in a heap on the floor, she held a hand toward him. Gil took the proffered hand and soon they were under the covers. Sara in the right side and Gil in the left, and both turned onto their sides, so they could study each other. After a while of staring, Sara turned onto her other side, and Gil scooted closer to spoon her. Just as when he had her in his arms on the couch, she fit perfectly too when spooned with him. Both trembled by the contact of bare legs against legs, as well as the feeling of each other's bodies against one another. And of course the feeling as Gil held her tightly in his embrace. Sara brought her hand up to his, and started stroking the back of it.

"You know what?" Gil asked her, kissing her neck, just below her ear, right before sleep over powered them both.

"What?" She said back sleepy.

The last thing Gil said, as sleep overpowered him was: "You truly are, and will always be, the most beautiful butterfly in my life and worldSara."

THE END


That was it guys. Sniff... I might write a sequel some day, but don't expect it too much.

Thanks for all of your kind words about Sleeping Sara. I am really touched. - Charlotte (Chabi)